Edward D. Wood, Jr.:
Hey Cris, how'd you know we'd be living on Mars by 1970?
Criswell:
I guessed. I made it up.
[Leans over to Ed]
Criswell:
It's horseshit.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.:
[Ed looks very crestfallen]
Really...
Criswell:
Eddie, there's no such thing as a psychic. People believe my folderol because I wear a black tuxedo.
Edward D. Wood, Jr.:
[Still looking disappointed, but perking up]
It's that easy?
Criswell:
Eddie, we're in show biz. It's all about razzle-dazzle. Appearances. If you look good and you talk well, people will believe anything.
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